You’ll be hard-pressed to find anyone exceedingly upset that our
harpy friends have officially left the building, but sadly, not all seems to be well. The ticking hasn’t returned, and in addition to it, these next few days...
some of the medium-sized underground beasts will be coming to surface and slowly making their way to the forest. Unfortunately, this means they will be travelling across the City, mostly in groups and at night. This will be done gradually (so everyone should not be suddenly seeing them everywhere!) Most of the monsters won’t go out of their way to pick on citizens, but they will respond aggressively, if they are interfered with - as would most migrating animals. Be as inventive as you want with monster looks, or behaviours! There are some pictures here, if you need visual inspiration!
one of the relocating monsters will be this glorious creature, who will be hereon holding loving performances in Xanadu. Bless your ears, Citizens.
sadly, all the monster fuss means that the City subway will definitely be cutting down on its reliable rides.
likewise, electricity lines and network devices will be subject to short periods of eljay-like poor, or inexistent service. It’s not just Frank who likes nibbling on wires. Messages reaching others with lags, glitches, or not at all - or worse, failing to translate to another language, or getting to the wrong person. Have fun with this!
underground business owners will be receiving ( either by post, or stuck on the main entrance door of their fine establishment) a note from the City administration, warning them about the collapsing walls and corridors in the underground, as well as the roaming beasts. It’s up to the owners whether they pay the matter any mind (and up to you whether their businesses suffer any damage), but they’ve been served notice.
on that note, visitors daring the underground will find it increasingly difficult to make their way through it, even in areas with which they’d been previously familiar. They’ll find some of the underground corridors are shifting, suddenly closed off, or crumbling down.
Citizens will find themselves randomly assaulted by the same persistent message - IECENVDE - on every reflective surface: whether as an engraving on their steaming mirrors, a random wave conjunction in previously still water, cuts on a polished silver surface, or an accumulation of letters in their alphabet soup - anything you can think of! (If you figure it out OOCly, please don’t spoil it in the comments to this post!)
in some good news, finally a bit of rest for the wicked ! Citizens recently affected with insomnia, or ghost pains, as part of the initial omens plot will find some relief these days (if they haven’t already).